[Intro] Me and Drez, nigga, me and Rece, nigga (Dmac on the fuckin' track) Free all the muhfuckin' boys, nigga Big fours (Tell a young nigga I need it, always been that way, nigga) (Tuned up) Fuck with me, you sayin' somethin'?
[Chorus] Me and my youngin', all we like to do is get money (What else?) Fuck hoes, kill niggas, spray shit Sixty-four shots between us, can't miss Bruh, I killed him, oh, he ain't dead? Fuck R-I-P to, tuh, he ain't had the same luck Wire got one too, this is not the same truck Get your ho head speakin' down on a G TJ on her ass in a SRT Me and Tay, we just poured up another eight Bruh, I hate when rat hoes start actin' fake Forever my brother keeper, me and Drez We done really blew shit down on my kids
[Verse] Doggy gotta chill, might as well step in Every time we touch a bitch, two FNs Just call us the best friends, youngins really put in work Then subtract five, all the niggas we done murdered All these bitches gettin' fucked, I'm the never-fall-in-love-type Cuz right, cookin' up, usin' two pots, nigga, thug life I was just drinkin' cool shots, bitch, I love life, brrat How much you gon' charge for that n-n-n-n-neck All I know is disrespect, niggas ain't been in the field You gotta whack, them niggas ain't doin' no drills I never call you to duty, they'll never call you a shooter How the fuck we all gettin' to it? How the fuck my dawg in a movie? Fully automatic .45s, this not a Uzi Still gon' blow it, nigga, I don't give a fuck Half of the city's toe tags go to us I ain't ever no showed no sign of a fuck Nigga, tell me y'all want it, bitch, we can get it Still on the corner, mix the fentanyl with Rizzy (You with who?)
[Chorus] Me and my youngin', all we like to do is get money (What else?) Fuck hoes, kill niggas, spray shit Sixty-four shots between us, can't miss Bruh, I killed him, oh, he ain't dead? Fuck R-I-P to, tuh, he ain't had the same luck Wire got one too, this is not the same truck Get your ho head speakin' down on a G TJ on her ass in a SRT Me and Tay, we just poured up another eight Bruh, I hate when rat hoes start actin' fake Forever my brother keeper, me and Drez We done really blew shit down on my kidsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
